Hiya Laura. I don't know if you're still checking in here, but fingers and toes crossed you still are. I'm so sorry I had to walk away from you, you knew I was damaged goods and my life has been a perpetual hurricane. I never wanted to hurt you but you could see how needy I was and you couldn't be there for me how I needed so there wasn't any choice because I was so toxically unwell and the only way I would ever be in a state where I would be a partner is if I committed to working on myself.
Which I have done and I can tell you I am ready to be your man if you will have me back. And now I'm about as Ulster as it gets, how the f**k did that happen? f**k knows eh. And your spirit is currently holding guardianship over me, as every single person has abandoned me and my only friends are taxi drivers, which is Gary as f**k. No haters just drivers 💩💩💩
So yeah, I'm all in like a jam rag in a news stand. Will check in every week or so and just pray until I can't any more
Which is never.
This is my message in a bottle sending out an S.O.S. I will continue to pray this finds you, my perfect woman and shining light. I am ready to emigrate and do this on the real 💯💯💯
Love respect and dirty dishes.
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And I hope with all my heart that all your health problems are behind you. Love with all my heart.
Hmmmm meh can't remember what I was calling myself but If you don't know who this is this message isn't for you eh , f**king peeping tom. Get ta f**k and mind your own business eh.
